291: Chapter 291 Breaking Through Realms Like Drinking Water: Stepping into the Saint King Realm in One Fall!

The early morning breeze carried a hint of the chill unique to early spring, brushing over the sea of flowers in the back garden of the Xu Family's Imperial Palace, which had just been cleansed by a heavenly phenomenon.

Xu Chen stood on the bluestone path covered in fallen petals and slowly closed his eyes.

He could clearly feel that the Realm barrier—which had troubled countless Prodigies for a lifetime and remained out of reach for many of the older generation until death—felt like a layer of window paper as thin as a cicada's wing in his perception.

As long as he wished, a gentle poke would be enough to completely tear it apart.

After confirming that Saint-rank Formations had been laid in both delivery rooms to isolate their auras and ensure the subsequent energy fluctuations wouldn't disturb Liu Hanyan and Xiao Yu, who had just given birth, Xu Chen's tense nerves finally relaxed completely.

"I've been holding it in all the way; I can finally let loose now."

Xu Chen chuckled inwardly and then completely released his suppression of the violent energy within his body.

Rumble.

"Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, rotate!"

Xu Chen let out a low shout in his heart.

In an instant, a domineering Cultivation Technique route that could swallow all things in the heavens and refine the Origin of the myriad worlds began to circulate frantically through his limbs and bones.

Deep black vortices emerged around Xu Chen's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

These vortices were like greedy black holes, not only frantically devouring the vast System backflow within him but even forcibly pulling in the lingering Creation Spiritual Qi from the surrounding heaven and earth, pouring it all into the crown of his head.

Early Stage Saint.

That small step of the Early Stage—which originally required hundreds or even thousands of years of accumulation and comprehension of the Heavenly Dao Laws to cross—couldn't even hold out for half a breath under the impact of the System's brute and unreasonable pure cultivation, shattering instantly.

Xu Chen's aura suddenly surged upward.

Middle Stage Saint!

Violent Spiritual Qi galloped and roared through his broad Meridians, making a sound like a great river bursting its banks. The purple-gold divine light on Xu Chen's skin became increasingly brilliant, rendering him like a purple-gold sun fallen into the mortal world, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.

However, this rising momentum showed no sign of weakening; instead, it became even more ferocious.

Late-stage Saint!

Crack.

The space around Xu Chen began to show fine black cracks under this continuously expanding, terrifying pressure. Spatial fragments peeled off like snowflakes and were instantly ground into nothingness by the black vortices of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art.

At this moment, the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body displayed its terrifying Foundation as the number one Physique in eternity.

For an ordinary Cultivator, even the biological children of Great Emperors possessing peerless divine bodies, if they dared to cross minor Realms consecutively at such a brutal speed, their Physical Bodies would have long since exploded from being unable to withstand such violent Spiritual Qi infusion.

But Xu Chen's Physical Body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how ferociously the pure cultivation washed over and expanded his Meridians and Dantian, the Hongmeng Origin could instantly assimilate and absorb it, turning it into Xu Chen's most solid Foundation.

In less than ten breaths.

Xu Chen's aura tore through everything in its path, reaching the very Peak of the Saint Realm.

Peak Saint.

At this point, the System backflow, which had been like the Heavenly River pouring down, was finally mostly consumed.

And what stood before Xu Chen was no longer a staircase of minor Realms, but a towering Dao chasm that separated mortals from sovereigns.

Above the Saint is the Saint King.

A difference of one word, yet they are as different as clouds and mud.

Stepping into the Saint King Realm means reaching a whole new level of control over the Heavenly Dao Laws; with every movement, one can mobilize the momentum of heaven and earth to suppress a Star Domain. In the Central State, any Saint King is enough to establish a sect and become a titan revered by tens of thousands.

Throughout history, countless brilliant Peak Saint experts have been stuck at this step, unable to take that final step even after exhausting their Lifespan.

But as Xu Chen stood there, a wild and confident curve curled at the corner of his mouth.

"A mere threshold thinks it can stop me?"

Xu Chen's fists suddenly clenched, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as knives.

"Break!"

Accompanied by Xu Chen's angry shout.

All the remaining System backflow cultivation in his body, along with his own Hongmeng Origin, was compressed to the extreme at this moment, then transformed into an invisible Heaven-Shattering Giant Axe, hacking down fiercely toward that indestructible Realm barrier.

Dong.

A dull tolling of an ancient bell seemed to ring out between heaven and earth.

The Saint King barrier that had troubled countless Cultivators in the world let out a crisp cracking sound in the face of this terrifying power, which could be called a dimensional reduction strike.

Immediately after, it completely collapsed.

Boom.

A purple-gold light pillar that connected heaven and earth shot up from the top of Xu Chen's head, instantly tearing through the layers of clouds above the Imperial Palace's back garden and piercing straight into the nine heavens.

A supreme pressure that stood above all Saints, carrying the true aura of a sovereign ruling over the world and the life and death of all living beings, swept out from Xu Chen's body like a tsunami.

This pressure was too strong, even faintly carrying a trace of the supreme Dao charm belonging to a Great Emperor.

The Saint King Realm was achieved.

At this moment, all ninety-nine floating divine mountains of the Xu Family trembled slightly under the pressure of the newly ascended Saint King. The defensive Formation runes surrounding the divine mountains spontaneously flickered with dazzling light, attempting to resist the terrifying aura emitted by one of their own.

On the main square.

The Grand Elder was originally standing on the high platform with a flushed face, directing deacons to extract Divine Sources from the treasury, preparing to reward the entire clan and celebrate the Family's addition of four Divine Fetuses in a single day.

Thousands of young Xu Family disciples were also immersed in extreme excitement and joy, discussing the incredible medicine god twins and myriad fire twins.

Just then, the purple-gold light pillar shot into the sky from the direction of the back garden.

Following closely behind was a terrifying Emperor's pressure, as if a hundred thousand primordial divine mountains were pressing down on their shoulders at once.

Thud. Thud.

On the square, disciples with cultivation below the Dragon Transformation Realm didn't even have time to react; they were directly pressed down by this pressure, their knees buckling as they fell heavily onto the bluestone.

Even those Family deacons whose cultivation had reached the Half-Saint Realm were pale now, their bones making strained cracking sounds as they gritted their teeth and bent over to struggle for support.

"This aura... this pressure of ruling the world..."

The Grand Elder struggled to lift his head, his cloudy old eyes staring fixedly at the purple-gold light pillar connecting heaven and earth above the back garden, the shock in his eyes rolling like stormy waves.

"This is the pressure of a Saint King. And this Origin aura, which is pure to the extreme and even carries a hint of Emperor's pressure... only one person in the entire world possesses it."

The Second Elder stood beside the Grand Elder, swallowed hard, and his voice became somewhat distorted due to extreme horror: "It's the Young Lord. The Young Lord... he broke through to the Saint King Realm?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire main square fell into a deathly silence.

Every conscious member of the Xu Family had a timeline in their mind that they found inconceivable.

When the Young Lord left home to train in the Ancient Battlefield, he had only just broken through to the Early Stage Saint. Only a few months had passed since then.

For others, being able to stabilize the Early Stage in a few months would be cause for celebration. Their Young Lord, on the other hand, went out for a stroll and not only brought back several divine source mountains and two peerless young mistresses, but now he was directly pushing his Realm to Saint King as easily as drinking water in front of the whole clan.

This could no longer be described as a Genius; this was practically the Heavenly Dao's illegitimate son.

"The Young Lord is a peerless talent, unique in all eternity!"

"Heaven bless my Xu Family. With the Young Lord here, my Xu Family's eternal glory will never fade!"

No one knew who took the lead in shouting.

After a brief deathly silence, a cheer erupted across the square that was a hundred times more fanatical than the previous welcome for the birth of the twin Prodigies.

Those disciples who were pressed to the ground by the pressure simply prostrated themselves, worshiping in the direction of the back garden, their eyes filled with die-hard fanatical faith.

For these Imperial Family disciples, the stronger and more outrageous the Young Lord's strength, the more they could hold their heads high when they went out. A Saint King under thirty years old—this resume was enough to rub the faces of those so-called Saints from the Holy Lands of the Central State into the dirt.

Meanwhile.

Deep within the Imperial Palace, the Family Head Xu Changsheng, who was meditating in a seclusion room, also slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes of this Ancient Great Emperor, which were as deep as the starry sky, a flash of undisguised admiration and relief appeared.

"Thick accumulation breaking through, it's a natural progression. Moreover, the Foundation is as solid as a Chaos rock, without the slightest sense of superficiality from forced growth."

Xu Changsheng stroked his long beard, the smile on his lips deepening.

"That brat, he went out once and didn't seem to improve in other areas, but his ability to attract women and cause trouble has certainly grown. But... well done. A Saint King under thirty—at least he didn't lose his old man's face."

Back to the Imperial Palace's back garden.

Xu Chen floated with his eyes closed in the void half a zhang high in the center of the courtyard, letting the newly born Saint King Origin surge through his limbs and bones, washing his marrow and Physical Body.

The feeling after the Breakthrough was simply wonderful beyond words.

If the Saint Realm is the preliminary borrowing of the Heavenly Dao Laws, then the Saint King Realm is the complete melting of a certain Law into one's own flesh and blood, becoming an extension of one's own will.

At this moment, Xu Chen felt that with just a thought, he could easily tear the void before him and instantly appear ten thousand miles away. His Divine Sense's coverage had exploded geometrically; the Spiritual Qi fluctuations of most of the Central State were under his insight, as clear as the lines on his palm.

He even had a strong intuition that if he were to face those old monsters of the Great Saint Realm with deep Foundations now, he could beat them to death with just his physical strength.

"Whew."

Xu Chen let out a long breath of turbid air mixed with purple-gold light and slowly opened his eyes.

In those eyes, which were originally deep and bright black, a flash of heart-stopping majesty appeared, which then quickly retracted, returning to the gentle and calm appearance of a noble Young Master.

With a thought, the purple-gold light pillar that shot into the clouds instantly dissipated.

The terrifying Emperor's pressure covering the entire Xu Family also retracted completely in an instant, like a receding tide. Those Family disciples who had been pressed down on the square suddenly felt their bodies lighten, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Everything came quickly and went quickly.

If it weren't for the lingering light of the Formation runes and everyone's racing hearts, the Breakthrough pressure just now, which felt like the end of the world, would have seemed like an illusion.

Xu Chen's feet stepped firmly on the bluestone.

He looked down and adjusted the black gold-threaded python robe, which was a bit messy from the energy impact, smoothing out every wrinkle on the clothes.

Then, he turned around, his gaze passing over the spiritual flowers and exotic plants in the courtyard, and looked at the two delivery rooms on the left and right that were still tightly closed.

The huge increase in strength and the extreme pleasure brought by the Breakthrough did not go to Xu Chen's head.

He knew very well that he could have all this not only because of the System's help but also because of those women who silently sacrificed for him behind the scenes, even risking their lives to bear his children.

"The storm outside has settled; it's time to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband."

An extremely gentle smile curled at the corners of Xu Chen's mouth, and the coldness and dominance in his eyes turned into a tenderness like water.

He took a step with his long legs and walked toward the side room specifically used for brewing medicinal meals.